Hotel Al Kalaa
Travel Blogs from Chefchaouen
The road to Chefchaouen
... leaving Diederik to watch our stuff (pushing a packed motorcycle through the streets up a hill is just too heavy, and although our guide helped, I can still feel my left hand aching now). Walking through Rue Nasiria there was no sign of Maison Arabesque, but luckily on the corner of a street some old man was able to help us. 'Oh you're looking for Peter, Peter from Holland!' Ah, yes, finally someone who knows what we're looking for. He led us to a ...
The Blue Streets of Chefchaouen
... painted every shade of blue you can imagine. The hostel of course has kept this theme as well, but has taken it to a whole other level. Every room has been hand painted with different details such as stars and moons and Moroccan designs. When you step out onto the terrace, you feel as if you stepped into Wonderland. Blues, greens, yellows, with symbols and shapes have been painted onto the floor, walls, doors, and windows. It is truly amazing. We later found out ...
Merci
... white with blue accents - if not entirely blue. It's kind of like Jodhpur, India, where I went last year. Walking around though, I was accosted with plenty of "konichiwas" and "Japon?"...of course. But these people are different...they weren't trying to solicit my attention so that I would spend, they were just happy and generally curious, with a tone as if they just wanted to properly welcome a guest in their town that they just thought was ...
FIRST ENCOUNTERS WITH NORTH AFRICANS
... Lucas said, "I finally get to see these games the kids are always playing oustide my window." I said, "They finally invited you to play!"
Lucas and Hailey returned to their rural Bed & Breakfast, owned by a Scottish couple who was stoned all the time.
I returned to my mountain. I ate my local dinner of almonds, honey, olives, and soft candy-like dates.
good-bye! from Morocco,
Modern Oddyseus
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BACK to Morocco - Chefchaouen
... the blankets in our room were changed to heavier ones, and a thick curtain was hung in between the main building and the stairs to try to stop the constant cold wind. This was an improvement. And – what an amazing idea – the three different doors between the lobby and hotel entry area started being closed instead of standing open all the time. That kept things a LOT warmer, and thankfully a lot less smoky, but still we wore our beanies and ...